Lost with no where to go

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Before she knew it, the fight had come to an end. Lyndvarr had obviously won, leaving Maximous unconscious/wounded. Without hesitation, she leaped to her paws, towering over the older male and studying his wounds, which were primarily located along his neck. But she was sure there were bruises here and there. Arivae slowly leaned down and cleaned most of the fresh blood off his neck, before turning to Lyndvarr and frowning.

She was about to yell at him for beating up an old man...but in a painful way, Maximous had asked for it. Instead she glanced over at his leg and sighed. Boys are so ridiculous, She groaned, shaking her head as she continued to gently bring her tongue over Maximous' wounds. To have them be infected...that would not be good. All she could do now was soothe his pain, considering she knew nothing about herbs.

Arivae turned back to Lyndvarr and studied his leg again, gritting her teeth slowly. I'm sure you can handle yourself, tough guy. She hummed, flicking her tail over her paws like a cat and attempting to speak to the wounded man softly and easily.